Strawberries in cream glistening in the sun Little hearts from June melting on my tongue On a lazy Sunday Sprinklers on the lawn fresh drops on my skin Rays of light come in let the angels sing On a lazy Sunday
This must be the place where the angels rest A secret garden on heaven’s chest And life feels a little lighter in my heart
A little summer breeze touching my warm skin Lying on the grass half awake in a dream On a lazy Sunday
A blue midday sky on a drowsy noon Not a single cloud just a few balloons Life feels a little lighter in my heart This must be the place where the angels rest A secret garden on heaven’s chest And life feels a little lighter in my heart It would be better if you were here
On a lazy Sunday I miss you baby When I got nothing else to do I miss you baby